The feast was a grand affair and everyone treated Blair with the utmost respect but there was something niggling at her. Some nagging piece of humanity that said that she should show mercy for her former master.
He didn’t deserve it, she knew that deep down. He had been hurting her for years, had kidnapped and tortured her and taken her from her mate but if she sentenced him to death , how would that make her better than he was.
Life was sacred.
All life.
Her time on Auria with Hades had taught her that.
And she was a healer. Her years with Graxon had given her that skill. Healers were meant to keep like sacred they weren’t meant to take it.
The whole thing just didn’t sit right with her.
“My love?”
She had been so caught up in her own head that she hadn’t seen Hades turn towards
